The end is near
All floors are finished and I have to pat myself on the back and say that by the time I got half way through the second one, I was a PRO! The library floor went in like little pieces of perfection. I even cut that funky little T-shaped piece in front of the bathroom door and it fit exactly right. Go me! Today I'm putting the molding on the floor, laying the final pieces in Em's room and cleaning house.
Tomorrow, the move begins!
I have to clean out the van :( That's going to be a raunchy old mess. It looks like we've been living in it for the past two months. I have more fast food bags, wrappers and cups than McDonalds. YUCK.
We're under tornado watch this morning. I have no desire to be involved in any way with a tornado, but the days when the weather is suited to them, they're awesome. There is a stillness unmatched by any other natural event, like it's big enough that even the trees stop to wait for what might happen. Like the earth is holding its breath. I love the storms of summer. Yesterday was our first great huge storm of the season and it was awesome. Through the sky dark clouds crept slowly, throwing bolts of lightening out all around. Thunder rumbled like an angry giant. I sat on the porch alone watching it for a little while before I started to work.
The best storm I've ever witnessed happened while we were vacationing in Shenendoah National Park two summers ago. We had spent the day in the valley and were returning late at night. We could see it coming when we came out of the grocery store where we had restocked a lot of our supplies and could tell it was going to be a big one. The ride back up the mountain was treacherous. The rain hammered the van so hard we could hardly see at times. When we finally made it back to our cabin we were relieved. There was no air conditioning in the cabin so the first order of business after returning on any day was always to open the back door. The little cabin sat not far away from the mountain's edge. I forget which one of the kids opened the back door but I remember well the squeal of fearful excitement..."We're above the clouds!"
We all rushed out the door to see what she (it had to be one of the girls) was talking about and sure enough, the storm was boiling just below the top of the mountain and from where we stood we could see the lightening build and break before it streaked toward the ground far, far below us. Lightening, when it happens, seems like it would stretch infinitely in all directions, but it doesn't, or at least it didn't in this storm. From the clouds below us we could see a "top" to the lightening, like the head of a giant sledge hammer, this huge, energetic mass would start to light and flicker, it would churn and seem to roll, then from the center the concentrated beam would come busting out like a laser beam. It was incredible. We stood on the porch for over an hour just watching it and thought about how neat it was that all that was happening below us and we were still getting rain - like there were two levels to the storm and if that was the case, we were smack in the middle of it. How cool is that?
Tomorrow, the move begins!
I have to clean out the van :( That's going to be a raunchy old mess. It looks like we've been living in it for the past two months. I have more fast food bags, wrappers and cups than McDonalds. YUCK.
We're under tornado watch this morning. I have no desire to be involved in any way with a tornado, but the days when the weather is suited to them, they're awesome. There is a stillness unmatched by any other natural event, like it's big enough that even the trees stop to wait for what might happen. Like the earth is holding its breath. I love the storms of summer. Yesterday was our first great huge storm of the season and it was awesome. Through the sky dark clouds crept slowly, throwing bolts of lightening out all around. Thunder rumbled like an angry giant. I sat on the porch alone watching it for a little while before I started to work.
The best storm I've ever witnessed happened while we were vacationing in Shenendoah National Park two summers ago. We had spent the day in the valley and were returning late at night. We could see it coming when we came out of the grocery store where we had restocked a lot of our supplies and could tell it was going to be a big one. The ride back up the mountain was treacherous. The rain hammered the van so hard we could hardly see at times. When we finally made it back to our cabin we were relieved. There was no air conditioning in the cabin so the first order of business after returning on any day was always to open the back door. The little cabin sat not far away from the mountain's edge. I forget which one of the kids opened the back door but I remember well the squeal of fearful excitement..."We're above the clouds!"
We all rushed out the door to see what she (it had to be one of the girls) was talking about and sure enough, the storm was boiling just below the top of the mountain and from where we stood we could see the lightening build and break before it streaked toward the ground far, far below us. Lightening, when it happens, seems like it would stretch infinitely in all directions, but it doesn't, or at least it didn't in this storm. From the clouds below us we could see a "top" to the lightening, like the head of a giant sledge hammer, this huge, energetic mass would start to light and flicker, it would churn and seem to roll, then from the center the concentrated beam would come busting out like a laser beam. It was incredible. We stood on the porch for over an hour just watching it and thought about how neat it was that all that was happening below us and we were still getting rain - like there were two levels to the storm and if that was the case, we were smack in the middle of it. How cool is that?
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Now that you know how to do it, we want a wood floor in the living room and entry. I'd pay you!
That'd be a long way to go to lay a floor, Brent. Do you live in a cool vacation spot?
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